20.01.2010

Last night I dreamt twice, first was the dream of oddities and my fathers death. He died a hero, a weak and sickly hero. The second was the dream of desire, confession and the fairy tale ending, huddled under a doona divulging our secrets and revealing our deepest wants.

walking nowhere

Walking on the Beach
Walking, I see the footprints of souls passed.
Some big, others small.
But no matter how big, or how important the step
The tide will take them away.
The sea doesn’t care for memories or imprints.
As I walk I think.
I don’t want to disappear like the rest.
I want to be eternal.
Leaving a mark for ever.
Silver glints at me from under the shallows.
I bend down and find a silver lighter,
Adam, forever yours Eva x
Even the lighter;
Gone.
Thrown away.
Left to rust.
Did the relationship fail and the cruel memory was tossed away, or is poor Adam still looking for the last remaining article of the forever lost Eva.
I know nothing about them, or their lives.
But I want to know everything.
Always.

Insomnia

I lay and think.

I stare out my window,

through the trees and the leaves,

and stare a moon drifting through tranluscent clouds.

I think about my day, and i think about tomorrow.

Of conversations past and the adventures ahead.

Sometimes i worry the sky will brighten before my thoughts,

have become obsure enough to be considered,

dreams.

writing in the dark

I write in the dark, i do.

It's too late to turn on the light.

To awaken my senses.

But if i don't write,

I will surely forget.

Often I get the strangest impulse to write in the night.

When my thoughts are just starting to become dreams.

unsure

He said i was good.
but now i'm not sure i wanted to be
She said he likes me.
but now i'm not sure i want to be liked.
He added me.
My heart started pounding.
His name is Auther.
I always laugh at that name.